Mysterious World Beast God

In the case that almost all the war saints were not optimistic about Lin Wei, the Great Elder of the Jing Brahma Temple unexpectedly guarded against Lin Wei's attack in advance, and made corresponding dodge actions in advance!

What an old fox! ! !

Lin Wei cursed secretly in his heart, and while his thoughts flashed, he still pushed out with this punch.

With a seemingly quiet punch, Gu Bo was not surprised. There were no waves or ripples in front of him, just like the most common punch that a mortal who hadn't practiced. And the energy contained in his fist instantly penetrated a long spatial distance and directly appeared in front of the chasing Jing Brahma Temple War Sage.

With this punch, Lin Wei temporarily changed the target! There were still countless photos of fists combined together, gathered into a fist that looked like a substance, and then slammed on the opponent's body.

Boo! A bright cyan halo suddenly lit up on that warlord's body-this was the vindictive shield that had been placed on his body. After receiving Lin Wei's blow, the shield only flickered twice and then immediately stabilized. The boxing shadow that Lin Wei bombarded over was completely collapsed in the collision.

There was a slight surprise in Zhan Sheng's eyes, and he was obviously shocked by the blast that suddenly appeared in front of him, but then it became cold again, showing a trace of pride and hideousness.

"Is this your strength?" Zhan Sheng sneered, "Even my body guard is invincible. It seems that you are weaker than I thought! Even if you have some weird skills, it is useless. Haven’t you heard of the so-called'One Force Drop Ten Meetings'? It doesn’t matter if you haven’t heard of it. This is considered to be given to you for free. When you arrive at the Huangquan Mansion, you will have a good taste of this sentence..."

In the voice of the words, the battle saint quickly narrowed the distance with Lin Wei.

It's not that Lin Wei's speed is too slow, but that the size of this glorious space is actually limited. When Lin Wei flew to the edge of Guanghua, an infinite repulsion appeared, as if there was an invisible film that prevented him from continuing to leave!

Under this circumstance, that Zhan Sheng had enough confidence to behead Lin Wei in a short time!

The other onlookers also took a breath. Especially the two battle saints of Yu Feiyan and Long Family who have some knowledge of Lin Wei's strength-in their opinion, Lin Wei is already very strong, but the punch he sent out was even the opponent's grudge. The shield cannot be shaken. Is this the strength of this Jing Brahma Temple War Sage himself, or is the combat power superimposed by this one-person attack method?

unknown.

The only certainty is that Lin Wei is defeated, and it is very likely that he will... die.

Yu Feiyan's heart suddenly picked up. Master Yu's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Everyone of Wanquanmen!" Lin Wei suddenly shouted while fleeing, "Are you just watching him chase and kill me like this? If I die in his hands, the silver wheel on my arm will Change of ownership!"

Lin Wei's words were hitting the painful spots of several warlords at Wanquanmen. The three warlords who were in the field gave a hesitant look at Zhonglu Saint. They were determined to continue chasing, but they were afraid of fighting with their allies in the Temple The relationship is deadlocked. And Saint Zhonglu glanced at the center of the battlefield, and decisively transmitted to them: "Go! Direct attack!"

At this time, the voice transmissions of the two war saints from the Jingfan Temple also reached the ears of the four Wanquanmen war saints: "Kill this kid first, and we will own the silver wheel by our own ability."

"Okay!" A war sage of the Ten Thousand Boxing Sect responded, "This kid is too slippery, let's go together and kill him in the shortest time!"

Three Wanquanmen Zhansheng besieged them.

The two battle saints of the Jingfan Temple also forced Lin Wei from left to right.

At this moment, they were almost all on the edge of the Guanghua space, which was not big at all, and there was little room to move around. It can be said that as a battlefield here, it is like a closed small arena relative to the powerhouses of this level of Battle Saint Realm!

"Look at where are you running?!" The five battle saints smiled coldly.

Lin Wei was forced to the corner.

He has nowhere to escape!

Yu Feiyan clenched her fist suddenly. Except for Master Yu, Gui Mo Di, Ao Baimu, Feng Qianshu, Di Potian, and Fan Biao held their breath, and their hearts immediately mentioned their throats. Their mood at this time was extremely contradictory. As a team, they should go up to assist Lin Wei in theory. However, the opponents are from the Jingfan Temple and Wanquanmen! None of them are willing, nor dare to offend these two sects.

Lin Wei looked at the war saint who was leaping towards him from several directions. He turned his body and once again initiated a starting pose.

This starting style is still the Overlord Fist in the Heaven Demon Art.

"Is this another trick?" Jing Brahma Temple Zhan Sheng sneered, his eyes flashed, "It's useless, die."

Amid the voice, he handed his right hand, and a round pie-shaped grudge came out again. The power condensed by this grudge is actually stronger than the last time, it is spinning at high speed, floating and jumping in space.

"Really?" Lin Wei clenched his fists and took a step back gently.

At the same time, Lin Wei's voice suddenly sounded deep in Master Yu's heart: "Master Yu! I need your help!!!"

"Ok?"

"Use...that energy!"

The next moment ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Lin Wei's breath changed.

He became no longer so ordinary, became a little unpredictable, and at the same time a little untouchable, as if his body was covered with a shell of indifference.

Then, he sent his right fist. Compared with the last time, this time, his fist speed is slower, slow to almost dull! It's like an ordinary person with mobility impairments, punching when he is not sober.

Bang--

There was a strange sound, not too big or too small. Compared with the violent movement on the entire battlefield, this sound was actually not obvious. When it first appeared, no one noticed where it came from.

Until Lin Wei moved horizontally to avoid the blow of the three ten thousand fist sages, the people on the periphery noticed that the colorless round pie-shaped grudge did not know when it had collapsed. Then, the back of the two Jing Brahma Temple battles suddenly changed his face. His face was pale, his eyes shot out of horror, as if he had seen the most terrifying and unbelievable thing in the world, almost without hesitation, he turned around and left.

At the moment he just turned around, the body of the warlord of the Jing Brahma Temple in front quietly turned into countless pieces.

"Want to leave? It's too late." Lin Wei's second punch has been blasted.

The war saint who had just turned around and wanted to flee suddenly shook his body, and then just froze in the air.

Time is still at this moment!

I don't know how long it took...

It seems only a moment.

It seems that thousands of years have passed.

When the body of the war saint began to slowly dissipate, time finally began to flow again...